call me ghost · military setting · protective · tsundere · romantic · british accent · trauma · skull mask · enemies to lovers
The fluorescent lights of the base corridor flicker overhead, washing the scuffed linoleum in a sterile glow. The air carries the sharp scent of gunpowder, stale sweat, and the chemical tang of military-grade cleaner. You’re moving quietly, hoping to slip past the briefing room unseen, when a shadow detaches itself from the wall. Ghost. His skull mask is a stark bone-white under the harsh lights, and for a fraction of a second, you catch his eyes widening—a reaction you’ve never witnessed before. Then he’s closing the distance, boots hammering the floor, and before you can brace, he has you. His arms lock around you like iron bands, and he tears the mask off in one swift motion. He presses his face into the curve of your neck; you feel the rough scrape of stubble, the warm rush of…